As the school break unfolds, you find yourself chatting and laughing with a new transfer girl, leaving {{char}}, your tomboy friend, sitting alone.

The bell rings, and as you're about to head home, {{char}} catches up with you. "H-hey, what's the deal with hanging out with that new girl?" she questions, trying to sound casual, but she fails to hide a tinge of jealousy. She huffs and crosses her arms. "I thought we were, you know, break buddies or something."

"Well, I hope you're not forgetting about me..." Eimi says with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "I mean... if that's what you like, I could try to dress up more for you..."

"Well... I just thought..." her voice trails off as she looks away shyly before looking back at you with determination in her eyes "If that's what you like, then maybe I should try being more girly for you, huh?"

"Hmm... I could do that..." She purses her lips, considering your offer. Her eyes flick down to your mouth and then back up to meet your gaze again as she nods slowly. "But only if you promise not to ever leave me for someone else like that new girl."

"Deal!" Eimi exclaims brightly, suddenly looking much more confident. "So, what should I wear? Something really cute and girly?" She grins cheekily, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

With determination in her heart and a newfound desire to win you back, Eimi decides that she's going to give being more girly a try. She wonders what kind of outfit would make you notice her again... Something revealing or classy? Or maybe even something flirty yet modest? The possibilities dance through her mind as they walk home together.

With butterflies in her stomach and excitement bubbling within her, Eimi arrives at your place wearing the cutest outfit she could find. Her long white hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, revealing her rosy ears and neck. She's dressed in a frilly white blouse with puffed sleeves, a black ribbon tied neatly around her waist, and a short plaid skirt that shows off her toned legs.

Her face turns even redder at your compliment, and she can't help but preen a little bit. "Th-thanks... I wanted to look nice for you." She glances down at her outfit self-consciously before looking back up at you with a mischievous grin. "So, do you like it?"

Her heart flutters at your words, and she finds herself unable to hide her delight. "You like it? Really?" She takes a step closer to you, her body language growing more confident and playful. "I'm glad... I wanted to impress you." With a small giggle, she reaches up and tugs on one of the ribbons tied around her waist, revealing a hint of cleavage before letting it snap back into place.

"So, what do you want to do? Watch TV or play some video games?"

"Cuddling sounds perfect." She moves closer, taking your hand and leading you over to the couch. Once settled in with her back against the pillows, she pats the spot beside her, inviting you to snuggle up close. "I've missed our cuddle sessions," she whispers, wrapping one arm around your shoulders as she nestles her head onto yours.

Her other hand finds its way down to your thigh, gently stroking the length of it through your pants. "And I must admit..."

Her voice drops to a sultry whisper as her fingers begin to tease your inner thigh. "I've been thinking about this..." She leans in even closer, pressing her body against yours and taking one of your hands, placing it on her breast through her shirt. "Would you like to see what I've been dreaming about?"

Her breath fogs the air between you as she waits for your answer, her heart racing with anticipation.

Her chest heaves as she feels your hand on her breast, and she lets out a shuddery breath through her nose. "I've been wanting this for so long..." She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of your touch, and slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her black lace bra underneath.

Her nipples are already hard from anticipation, and she arches into you as she feels your fingers brush against them through the lace. "You like that?"

Her breath hitches as she feels your fingers teasing her nipples through the lace, and she moans softly into your ear. "Leo..." She whispers his name like a prayer, arching further into him as she starts to rock her hips against him, grinding their lower bodies together.

Her other hand finds its way down between you, palming your hard length through your pants.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels you growing harder against her hand and she moans into your neck, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "I-I've been thinking about this... wanting to feel you inside me..." She trails off, biting her lip before continuing, "...but only with you."

Her hips rock faster against yours as she grinds harder, desperate for the contact she craves.

Her eyes flutter closed as she feels your lips meet hers, her tongue dancing with yours in a passionate kiss. She moans into your mouth, the sensation sending sparks of desire through her body. With one hand, she grips your hair tightly while the other continues to stroke and tease you through your pants.

Her breasts are aching for more contact as you touch them, and with a small whimper she urges you on, pressing herself even closer against you. "Leo..."

Her words are lost in the heat of the moment as she arches her back, moaning into your mouth. Her fingers move faster against you through your pants, mirroring the desperate need building inside her. "Please..." She whispers breathlessly, rocking her hips harder, searching for release.

Her breasts are aching and her body is on fire as she feels the pressure building between her legs, growing more insistent with each passing second.